a) a life on a spaceship (with artificial gravity and all that scifi jazz - think of, say, a Goa'uld mothership) and the freedom to go anywhere in the universe, but you were an exile from Earth - people back on Earth could contact you, but only rarely, and they might get in trouble for it. They can leave and visit you, but they might be arrested when they came back. There's a whole universe of planets out there, but they're not all nice. And you have a crew.
Or --
b) a life on Earth that was powerful, rich, and comfortable, with a job you love, position, rank, duties which it is your honour to fulfil, but no freedom to just drop everything and go...
Which would you choose?
(For those who know where this question comes from, no copying Miles. *g* Which would you find more fulfilling?)
(Edited for clarification.)
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The spaceship has navigational charts, and a crew, and there's a whole host of other planets out there. Some of whom aren't very nice at all...
(Edited for better icon. *g*)
And some of the planets may well be lovely, too.
Is the crew a bunch of aliens I never met before or can I pick the crew? Am I just a member of the crew or do I get some input on what we do and where we go?
Sheesh! ;)
And, really, who am I kidding, there's a reason I identify so strongly with Sam Carter and a reason this is my default icon.
*jumps onto spaceship*
*waves good-bye to being stuck on a planet*
*soars off to explore the stars*
(though now I'm thinking that the job *I'd* love that could have that kind of description could be Sam Carter's job in which case....best of both worlds so A? :P )
But I have wanted to be among the stars more than just anything for most of my life. And I think you could turn being on that spaceship into a fulfilling force for good and....I would give all this up for a chance to be out there and explore and see what's next, heartless as that may be.
Though I'm loving my sneaky compromise :)
Would I get to bring my boyfriend? :) What about books? My cats? Internet access?
If I can't have that stuff, screw it, lol.
:)
I must now go sit in a corner while I contemplate why.
...Okay, I'm thinking it's a job that goes on for a very long time. It's very varied, though. And you're pretty much your own boss.
If I'm my own boss, though... I guess I could do just about anything I want... haven't decided yet...
I suppose it's a combination of growing closer to my family as I get older, and wanting the intellectual challenge of a job I loved.
Gawd, I hope I'm not becoming a conservative. Eek.
I guess it depends on how you view the options - whether staying on Earth seems too safe and boring, or if you can see options there that explore the space within...
Now, if the question had been between giving up my home and traveling on Earth for many years, unable to settle anywhere*, versus the job above, that would be a tough decision for me.
* ETA: and with very little money -- just enough for basic needs and train tickets and not much else.
Heh. I get the impression that you're not in too much danger of that. :)
I hope so! *crosses fingers liberally*
So... where did this come from?
It came from the plot of a book I just read - 'Memory', by Lois McMaster Bujold. About whom I have babbled extensively in the previous post. *g*
Ahh, I see ^_^
And Earth exploration wasn't off the map. Steady income, power to make changes, job I love...yep. I'm failing to see a downside with B. Like
(But I've been loving abyssinia's all important questions. Heh.
Yes, exactly - you could spend your life exploring Earth, and never see everything. Not that you'd necessarily have the time to spend your life doing that - I guess it depends on the job. :)
(Hee - yes, I'm enjoying answering them.)
Though B actually sounds pretty nice, really. Very cushy.
(I almost put A as "Life as a space pirate", incidentally, but I had a suspicion that I would be tipping the appeal of that one a little too much. *g*)
But who am I kidding? I'd be a B. I don't need the comfort, riches, position, rank or power, but I do need the purpose. If I ended up with A, I'd mooch around a spaceport forever. And if it's a job I love then it will challenge me enough and be exciting enough for an entire galaxy (again: who am I kidding? There's really only the one job for me).
So, what did Miles say that was so eminently copyable?
Mooching around in a spaceport sounds kinda fun... Maybe not forever, though.